The next day, Meng Xing went alone to buy a large flowerpot and a black face-covering hat, and then put the flowerpot and black face-covering hat into a small copper storage space in a deserted place.
After returning to the room, I planted the strange flower tree in a flowerpot, poured some water, and then placed it in the small copper space.
As for the black face-covering hat, it is for the next time I pretend to be the White Knight.
Every time he wraps his head in black cloth and only exposes his two eyes, the costume is really too low-key and completely inconsistent with Bai Xia's tall and chivalrous style.
Moreover, this kind of weird image can easily be misunderstood by others. If you encounter those strong and bad-tempered guys, you may just slap yourself to death without even saying hello, which would be tragic.
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At noon, Li Buxian, Gu Qingzhuo, Meng Xing and other members of the Zhenwu Sect returned to Jianchi Peak. When Liu Shiyun saw Meng Xing returning to the sect, he followed them back, which surprised everyone.
Liu Shiyun has always been a solitary person. Even when he went down the mountain for training, he often walked alone. Unexpectedly, he was willing to come back with everyone this time. This was the first time he had ever done so.
This made Gu Qingzhuo feel jealous again. In order to be able to discuss poetry and calligraphy with Meng Xing, Senior Sister Liu really changed her own personality!
So along the way, Gu Qingzhuo looked at Meng Xing and didn't like it.
Gu Qingzhuo couldn't figure it out. Xiao Yuluo was just nice to Meng Xing, but why did Senior Sister Liu do the same? Could it be that Meng Xing had given them all the ecstasy soup?
This guy has no looks, but he is also a scumbag in terms of military prowess. Apart from a little talent, a little cleverness, and a little experience in solving crimes, nothing else compares to him.
Why is this guy favored by two talented women, but they are always on top of him?
Gu Qingzhuo was really unconvinced, but he never thought of any way to overpower Meng Xing.
Back at Jianchi Peak, Meng Xing's life was as usual. He chopped firewood for an hour in the morning, fished for the rest of the time, went down the mountain to brush the system, went to practice with Xiao Yuluo in the afternoon, and went out to brush for a while in the evening before coming back to sleep.
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As for the flesh injuries on Meng Xing's body, they were not a problem at all and they would be healed within a few days.
Meng Xing would take out the small copper flowerpot every day, water the flower tree, and tease the magical leaves of the flower tree.
The colorful leaves would gently touch his hand, showing him kindness.
The strange flower tree has always maintained a height of 1.7 meters, and its leaves will not fall off. Even in a space magic weapon like Xiaotong, it will not wither and has extremely strong vitality.
Sometimes, Liu Shiyun would ask Meng Xing for advice on poetry and calligraphy, but Meng Xing usually dealt with it casually.
However, when Xiao Yuluo found out, he was greatly surprised. He did not expect that the talented man that Senior Sister Liu admired was actually Meng Xing.
She really didn't expect that Meng Xing's poetry and calligraphy were so good, which impressed her again.
On this afternoon, Xiao Yuluo did not go to practice and asked Meng Xing to come to the yard to play the piano for him.
Liu Shiyun also came and wanted to listen to the music played by Meng Xing.
After the song ended, Xiao Yuluo became interested and said, "Meng Xing, how about writing a poem for us? There is no limit to the title."
She wanted to see Meng Xing write poetry.
Liu Shiyun's expression moved when she heard this, and her beautiful eyes were filled with light and expectation.
"Senior sister, do you think you can write poetry if you want to? I am not one of those talented people who have read poetry and books. I have to practice with you every day, and I don't have much time to study." Meng Xing said.
"I think you are refusing on purpose." Xiao Yuluo snorted.
"Writing poetry is fine. However, you have to cook me a table of delicious food, including ten dishes and one soup, nothing less." Meng Xing said.
Poems that are easily written are not valuable, and Senior Sister Xiao has to pay some price. Meng Xing made a calculation in his mind.
Everyone has a fair deal so that you can come and go, otherwise it would be boring.
A smile appeared on Xiao Yuluo's face and she said, "Okay, if you compose a good poem, I will personally prepare a table of delicious dishes for you to eat."
"Then it's settled. Take out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Meng Xing said.
"I'll get it." Xiao Yuluo left the pavilion.
At this time, the courtyard door opened, and a handsome young man stepped in, walked to the pavilion, saw Liu Shiyun, and said, "Junior sister Liu, it turns out you are really here."
Liu Shiyun nodded, with a calm expression, and said, "Senior Brother Yao, what do you want from me?"
The melon-seed face as white as jade still reveals a sense of coolness, which not only looks elegant and refined, but also reveals a noble temperament.
The handsome young man said: "I'm fine. I just heard that you and a junior fellow student were discussing poetry and Taoism here, so I wanted to come and listen. I would gain some insights and also meet this talented junior fellow apprentice."
He glanced at Meng Xing with cold and arrogant eyes and said, "Is this Junior Brother Meng who wrote poems at Yuexian Restaurant?"
"That poem was just a show of embarrassment. The junior brother thought he was not talented enough and made the senior brother laugh." Meng Xing said.
"My name is Yao Jianyu, you should know." The handsome young man introduced himself with a sense of arrogance.
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Yao who has been accepted as a true disciple by the Peak Master. When we met for the first time, Senior Brother Yao was indeed the best among men. He was much better than the outer disciples like us." Meng Xing said.
The handsome young man Yao Jianyu's expression was stagnant. This guy actually saw him for the first time and couldn't even recognize him. This shows that his image has not reached the level where everyone in Jianchi Peak is well-known, and his influence is still too small.
It seems that we need to let this junior brother know how to behave well.
Yao Jianyu also had some regrets. He knew that Junior Sister Liu liked to write poems. In order to make Junior Sister Liu look high on him, he would go out and search for some poems for Liu Shiyun to appreciate.
But the poems collected this time turned out to be written by an outer disciple, and Junior Sister Liu happened to know about it, and she was particularly fond of this outer disciple. Sometimes she would go to the outer disciple to talk about poetry and calligraphy.
When Yao Jianyu heard this, he suddenly felt like he had shot himself in the foot. He felt that he had done something particularly stupid.
The attempt to communicate with junior sister failed, but she was allowed to communicate with others. This feeling was really unbearable.
Yao Jianyu sat down and saw Meng Xing sitting in front of the guqin, and asked, "Junior brother Meng can also play the piano?"
"I know a little bit," Meng Xing said.
Liu Shiyun said: "Junior Brother Meng's piano music is superb, and the song "Butterfly Lovers" just now was so touching that even Junior Sister Xiao felt ashamed."
Yao Jianyu's face looked a little ugly. Junior Sister Liu praised this guy's piano skills so much. He originally wanted to see if he could embarrass him.
At this time, Xiao Yuluo walked in, saw Yao Jianyu, and said strangely: "Senior Brother Yao, why are you here too?"
"Well, let's see Junior Sister Liu and Junior Brother Meng talk about poetry and Taoism. It will give us some insights." Yao Jianyu said, suppressing the unpleasant look on his face.
"Oh! Just in time, Junior Brother Meng is going to compose a poem. Senior Brother Yao, your knowledge is not low. Please give him some comments later and see how he does it." Xiao Yuluo said.
With that said, Xiao Yuluo placed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk and began to study the ink.
Yao Jianyu's heart moved: "Write a poem? I want to see if this guy can do it. Anyway, I'll just give him a bad review later."
He naturally knows that even for people who have read a lot of poetry books, it is not easy to compose poetry. As long as there is a slight flaw in the poem, it may make people laugh.
At this moment, I naturally want to see Meng Xing's show.